Chapter 473:

Seizing the moment, she murmured breathlessly, “I’m tired,” her voice tinged with a playful petulance.

A doting warmth flickered in his eyes, quickly consumed by a smoldering desire that threatened to ignite them both.

Without a word, Kristopher scooped her into his arms, the silk hem of her pajama pants sliding upward. Her bare legs dangled in the air, slender and smooth, like lotus stems glistening under moonlight.

He laid her on the bed with deliberate care, his hand brushing along her calf before venturing higher, fingers tracing the elegant curve of her thigh.

His touch was electric, the roughness of his calloused palm a tantalizing contrast to the softness of her skin. As his hand lingered, exploring her curves, he moved to unfasten her pajamas.

The intricate knot closures defied his efforts, and after two futile attempts, he resorted to tearing the fabric apart with a swift, decisive motion.

The rip echoed softly in the quiet room, its raw finality carrying a carnal edge.

Carrie, never one to let an opportunity slip, broke the moment with a sly jab. “That was custom-made, you know. Not exactly cheap.”

chuckled, recognizing her playful

more,” he rasped, his voice

gaze fixed on her with an intensity that sent shivers

than her skin—it unveiled

spilled in wild waves over her chest, partially obscuring her bare form like

a perfect contradiction that

stirrings of self-consciousness but quickly smothered them with practiced

leg, she draped it over his shoulder, her toes brushing his ear with playful precision. Kristopher’s

belt, the metallic clink slicing through the charged silence as he freed what had been

to lower her leg, he caught her ankle, holding it in place as if claiming

to the arch of her foot an act so unexpected it sent

like a knight

emotion she couldn’t quite name, but it spread like

shoulder and down her neck, each kiss

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